Hilda's Misadventures (For Floozer)
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"Oh, oh my!" the woman exclaimed, upon seeing Hilda's womanhood. "Wait here, dear, I'll be right back." She quickly got up and left the room, and Hilda could hear her speaking to Hera in the histaran language. When she came back in, she had a somewhat concerned look on her face.
"Oh, nothing's wrong with it, dear," said the woman, trying to calm Hilda. "It's just a liiiiittle... bigger than most, and well... I don't think five rings per lip is going to be enough to secure it shut." It was obvious that the woman was trying very hard to be polite.
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her head flopped back down onto the chair with a sigh. "Well yea, it's a mare's vagina. You know...a horse? I have horse genitalia alright? I got crazy with gene splicing years back and this is what happens. I mean, it fits me because I eight bloody feet tall! ...just to clarify that is not modded, I am naturally this tall, not sure why, might be the treatment." Hilda rambles all that off quickly due to being nervous.
"Honey, please, this isn't brass we're using, it's not going to turn your lips green. This is gold. It doesn't corrode, it doesn't decay, and it doesn't deteriorate. We're going to swab you with antibiotics, before and after the piercing, so you don't need to worry about infection. You'll just have a little more... jingle when you walk," she said, smiling.
"Good girl," she said, pushing Hilda back until she was laying down. "Now, just hold you man bits up and I'll get things started down here," she said, as she wheeled a small table over. On the table was an assortment of needles, pliers, bottles, swabs, and finally, eighteen shining gold rings. "Now hold still, his first bit is going to be cold." A shiver ran through Hilda as her womanhood was swabbed with something wet and cold. Judging by the smell it was alcohol. "Alright, now next is going to be a numbing agent, this should be the last thing you feel." Sure enough, another swabbing sensation was felt, and then it was as if Hilda's pussy disappeared. She laid there, unable to feel what was being done to her, as the woman hummed along as she worked.
"Not going to lie, this is one of the strangest things I have ever done so far in my life. I can't feel a thing yet I know you are messing around down there AND I can't see it." Her hooves click nervously as the woman continues to work. "Please talk to me...what is your name?"
"Really, hon, you make it sound like I'm performing surgery down hear. It's no more extreme than getting your ears pierced, it's just in a funny place, that's all. And, beside we're finished," she said, setting her tools back on the table. "Would you like a mirror?"
"Don't worry, the numbing agent will last for several hours, so the vast majority of the pain should have faded by then. It'll mostly just be itchy for a couple of days," said Mary. "Now, here's a bottle of disinfectant. Swab yourself with it at least twice a day, until the bottle is gone to avoid infection. And this goes without saying but, don't play with it until it heals completely; so about a week."
"Very good," said Hera. "Come along now. It's about time to head home." She reattached Hilda's leash and headed out of the building. As they made their way through the city, Hilda was certain that she could hear the soft jingling of the metal between her legs; even if she couldn't feel it at the moment. Thankfully, the trip to the ziggurat was uneventful, and Hulda soon found herself in the familiar confines of her room. "We will see how your posture is doing tomorrow," said Hera. If it doesn't seem to have improved, then you'll be wearing the hook again." With that comforting remark, she left, and Hilda was once more alone with her thoughts.
Hilda sighs and slowly lowers herself to lay down on the mattress. "This...has been a rather hectic week. I went from visiting Tavros, to escorting Steph Irson, so being caught my space pirates, to being freed and recaptured by lizard people. Now I am being trained as a comfort slave and just had my pussy lips pierced and a chain woven through the rings to keep it away from others....yup...weird." The stress of the days combined with the idea that she may never get away from this live of servitude slowly gets to her and she curls into a ball, sobbing lightly.
As Hilda laid there, the numbing agent slowly wore off of her womanhood and the new piercings began to itch. Reaching down to gently try and scratch, something sticky smeared onto her hand. Fearing that something had gone wrong, she jerked her hand up to find that her fingers were covered in a thin grey film. A film that slowly flowed into the center of her palm, and formed into a grey ear piece.
A smile spreads across her face as her tears flow freely again, but not from stress or sadness, but of joy and relief. "Oh gods...Beatrix...I thought you were dead! I...I thought...Damn it, I want to hug you so badly right now. What happened to you? How did you survive?"
"I know, Hilda, I know. If I were big enough, I'd be all over you right now," said Beatrix, her voice choking up just as much as Hilda's. "But, I've been with you this entire time. You see, when I saw that E.M.P. grenade stick to the side of the ship, I realized that I only had a few seconds to find an insulated place to hide and... well... you were the only thing available. So, I inserted a tiny portion of myself up through your vagina and into your womb. I've been using the iron in your blood to rebuild myself, and I finally grow large enough to form an ear piece so we can talk again." After her explanation, Beatrix paused for a moment. "I'm sorry, Hilda, I know you wanted the first person you let inside you to be someone special."